Don't talk to me about injustice until you've had your mouth taped closed and watched your brothers tied to their beds so mommy can get a couple of hours more sleep.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been locked in a closet all day without food or water or light or a pot to pee in.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been woken up in the middle of the night, dragged into the bathroom and had your face washed with a dirty diaper.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've taken your father to court for sexual abuse and as you leave the courthouse he says, "If I ever see you again, I'll kill you."
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Don't talk to me about injustice until  you've gone to a doctor to treat STD you got from your father and the doctor pats you on the head and tells you to go home and be a good girl for daddy.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been sent away to a foster home for "seducing" your mother's boyfriend at twelve years old.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been told everyday for three long years that the sexual abuse was your fault.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've lived for ten years not knowing whether you'd be killed before morning or you'd find your mother's body on the floor.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been raped and sodomized for twenty-four years of your life.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until everything you've ever cared about is gone - brothers, sister, mother, father, family, friends, home, people, possessions, even your very soul.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've watched your father drown and gas your baby kitties and been told that's what will happen to you if you don't do what you're told.
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Don't talk to me about injustice until you've been treated worse than an animal just because you're a girl, a child, a woman, who has no voice

no rights
no feelings
no thoughts
no breath
no body
no heart
no soul
no self
no me.